... !!! A split second of sight. That was all it took. Accidentally crossing each other’s path in Chaldea. The Rider going where he didn’t belong. The Berserker ever watchful and catching sight of him before the Servants beside her could grab her --- not that it would have helped.
With a steel-shredding SNARL that belonged more to a beast than a woman, Penthesilea tore down the corridor to THAT DAMNED ACHILLES and threw her clawed hands in front of her, intending by all means to push him through the wall and have her vengeance upon him once and for all.
@fatefulriders.













